A thought crossed my mind…

What if tomorrow never comes?

 

I’ll be darn depressed, even as I lie in my coffin, to know that I’ve spent the last day of my precious life studying about our immune system.

At least I’ve also spent my last day with my beloved piano playing my favourite songs…

I really hope there are many pianos in heaven. I don’t know what they’ll be made of though… Maybe gold? Are there elephants there too? Then maybe ivory…

I think I will make a will in future for my piano… (In case people burn it for me =X) I will probably donate it to a kid who wants to learn piano so much but could not afford to.

Or maybe to an orphanage where the piano could be a source of joy for them… Where happy songs can be emitted from it and bring smiles upon many faces. :)

Whatever it is, I will definitely not let it merely be a decorative object. What a wasted life~

If my piano has a mind of his own, I wonder what he will think of me? We’ve been together for the past 8-9 years already and have gone through my life’s most dramatic periods together.

He’s my first and only.

I remember my parents bringing me to this piano shop to shop for a piano (A bit duh…) And I remember going around tinkling with the keys on a few pianos.

When I reached THE ONE, I don’t know, but I started playing “Silent Night” on it. Of course with just one hand then. The shop keeper heard it and told my parents I played well.
(You have to say something like that to sell your pianos!!!)

And so it became MINE. :) Until now, I am still very much in love with my piano.

I hope to keep improving so that he can manifest his beauty even more heh heh. I believe he can do much more than this… :)